Hmmm? Shall I look in a mirror?
Am I OK, or kinda queer?
What is the proper facial hair?
Am I too dark or much too fair?
Silence mind! Stop perpetual separating!
Be still, heaven's always quietly waiting
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well articulated and nicely embellished in poetic rhyme and rhythm. A beautiful creation.